I only wish you to know that I
walked, danced, sang and was kindly entertained, and hope that I may
only have an opportunity of returning such kindness when any of
those acquaintances should happily tread on Haligonian classic
soil."
"I believe the poetic and aesthetic of the celestial have taken,
deep root already! Girls, just listen to the style of speech--tread
on classic soil!"
At this Marguerite smiled, yet she did not altogether endorse
Josie's repartee, and going to a cabinet took out a portfolio, which
she passed to Helen.
"Excuse me, Josie, I had almost forgotten to have these sketches
ready to send by the evening mail. I have promised two of them to
Cousin Jennie, and really am at a loss to decide--which do you like
best?"
Marguerite had now arranged several pretty sketches before her
companions, and to decide was no easy task.
"This is cute!" cried Josie, holding up the foremost of the group.
"The banks of Nith," remarked Helen, examining the pretty Scotch
landscape with the air of a connoiseur.
"Yes, I believe Jennie will like that," said Marguerite, taking the
proffered sketch.
"Like it? she will adore it! for if she be like me she will admire
anything that is Scotch--Scotch music--oh, girls! is there anything
on this earth more enchanting than a quaint old Scotch ballad?"
"Yes; and if Madge or yours very humbly ever gets to Halifax we may
expect a daily repast of oatmeal bannocks," turning towards Helen,
and was about to exercise some of her latent strength upon her, when
a reminder from Marguerite caused her to turn in dismay.
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